The Poetical Entertainer Or, Tales, Satyrs, Dialogues, And Intrigues, &c. Serious and Comical. All digested into such Verse as most agreeable to the several Subjects. To be publish'd as often as occasion shall offer [by Edward Ward] |
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The Knight being tir'd with Wounds and Scars,
And having quite forsook the Wars,
Was now resolv'd at home to tarry,
And live as Men should do that marry;
That is, to mind no other Blisses,
But Pious Prayers and Nuptial Kisses,
And to divide his happy Life
Betwixt Religion and his Wife;
And that his Worship might attone
For the past Evils he had done,
A Church he built, that all might see
His pious Zeal and Charity:
Near to the same he rear'd a small
Religious House, which held in all
Twelve Fryers and a ruling Pastor,
Call'd Abbot, to preside as Master.
Among this lazy Crew that fed
Full twice as often as they pray'd,
Were two who never could agree,
But liv'd in open Enmity,
Making themselves the snarling Jest,
And daily Maygame of the rest;
The Name and Title of the one
B'ing Frier Richard, t'other John,
Both pamper'd Gluttons, fitter far
T'attend a Dray, or load a Car,
Than to exhaust their Days in Cloisters,
O'er Holy Beads and Pater-nosters.
And having quite forsook the Wars,
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And live as Men should do that marry;
That is, to mind no other Blisses,
But Pious Prayers and Nuptial Kisses,
And to divide his happy Life
Betwixt Religion and his Wife;
And that his Worship might attone
For the past Evils he had done,
A Church he built, that all might see
His pious Zeal and Charity:
Near to the same he rear'd a small
Religious House, which held in all
Twelve Fryers and a ruling Pastor,
Call'd Abbot, to preside as Master.
Among this lazy Crew that fed
Full twice as often as they pray'd,
Were two who never could agree,
But liv'd in open Enmity,
Making themselves the snarling Jest,
And daily Maygame of the rest;
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B'ing Frier Richard, t'other John,
Both pamper'd Gluttons, fitter far
T'attend a Dray, or load a Car,
Than to exhaust their Days in Cloisters,
O'er Holy Beads and Pater-nosters.
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